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  tinghereyesandliftinghercheektohis。\"Tellmeonething,\"Fredwhispered。\"Yousaidthatnightontheboat,whenIfirsttoldyou,thatifyoucouldyouwouldcrushitallupinyourhandsandthrowitintothesea。Wouldyou,allthoseweeks?\"

  Sheshookherhead。

  \"Answerme,wouldyou?\"

  \"No,Iwasangrythen。I’mnotnow。I’dnevergivethemup。Don’tmakemepaytoomuch。\"Inthatembracetheylivedoveragainalltheothers。WhenTheadrewawayfromhim,shedroppedherfaceinherhands。\"Youaregoodtome,\"shebreathed,\"youare!\"

  Risingtohisfeet,heputhishandsunderherelbowsandliftedhergently。Hedrewhertowardthedoorwithhim。

  \"Getallyoucan。Begenerouswithyourself。Don’tstopshortofsplendidthings。IwantthemforyoumorethanI

  wantanythingelse,morethanIwantonesplendidthingformyself。Ican’thelpfeelingthatyou’llgain,somehow,bymylosingsomuch。Thatyou’llgaintheverythingI

  lose。Takecareofher,asHarsanyisaid。She’swonder—

  ful!\"Hekissedherandwentoutofthedoorwithoutlook—

  ingback,justasifhewerecomingagainto—morrow。

  Theawentquicklyintoherbedroom。Shebroughtoutanarmfulofmuslinthings,kneltdown,andbegantolaytheminthetrays。Suddenlyshestopped,droppedfor—

  wardandleanedagainsttheopentrunk,herheadonherarms。Thetearsfelldownonthedarkoldcarpet。Itcameoverherhowmanypeoplemusthavesaidgood—byeandbeenunhappyinthatroom。Otherpeople,beforehertime,hadhiredthisroomtocryin。Strangeroomsandstrangestreetsandfaces,howsickathearttheymadeone!

  Whywasshegoingsofar,whenwhatshewantedwassomefamiliarplacetohidein?——therockhouse,herlittleroominMoonstone,herownbed。Oh,howgooditwouldbetoliedowninthatlittlebed,tocutthenervethatkeptonestruggling,thatpulledoneonandon,tosink

  intopeacethere,withallthefamilysafeandhappydown—

  stairs。Afterall,shewasaMoonstonegirl,oneofthepreacher’schildren。EverythingelsewasinFred’simagi—

  nation。Whywasshecalledupontotakesuchchances?

  Anysafe,humdrumworkthatdidnotcompromiseherwouldbebetter。Butifshefailednow,shewouldlosehersoul。Therewasnowheretofall,afteronetookthatstep,exceptintoabyssesofwretchedness。Sheknewwhatabysses,forshecouldstillheartheoldmanplayinginthesnowstorm,\"\"Thatmelodywasreleasedinherlikeapassionoflonging。Everynerveinherbodythrilledtoit。Itbroughthertoherfeet,car—

  riedhersomehowtobedandintotroubledsleep。

  ThatnightshetaughtinMoonstoneagain:shebeatherpupilsinhideousrages,shekeptonbeatingthem。Shesangatfunerals,andstruggledatthepianowithHarsanyi。

  Inonedreamshewaslookingintoahand—glassandthink—

  ingthatshewasgettingbetter—looking,whentheglassbegantogrowsmallerandsmallerandherownreflectiontoshrink,untilsherealizedthatshewaslookingintoRayKennedy’seyes,seeingherfaceinthatlookofhiswhichshecouldneverforget。AllatoncetheeyeswereFredOttenburg’s,andnotRay’s。Allnightsheheardtheshriek—

  ingoftrains,whistlinginandoutofMoonstone,assheusedtoheartheminhersleepwhentheyblewshrillinthewinterair。Butto—nighttheywereterrifying,——thespec—

  tral,fatedtrainsthat\"racedwithdeath,\"aboutwhichtheoldwomanfromthedepotusedtopray。

  InthemorningshewakenedbreathlessafterastrugglewithMrs。LiveryJohnson’sdaughter。Shestartedupwithabound,threwtheblanketsbackandsatontheedgeofthebed,hernight—dressopen,herlongbraidshangingoverherbosom,blinkingatthedaylight。Afterall,itwasnottoolate。Shewasonlytwentyyearsold,andtheboatsailedatnoon。Therewasstilltime!

  EndofPartV

  PARTVI

  KRONBORG

  I

  Itisagloriouswinterday。Denver,standingonherhighplateauunderathrillinggreen—bluesky,ismaskedinsnowandglitteringwithsunlight。TheCapitolbuildingisactuallyinarmor,andthrowsofftheshaftsofthesununtilthebeholderisdazzledandtheoutlinesofthebuildingarelostinablazeofreflectedlight。Thestoneterraceisawhitefieldoverwhichfieryreflectionsdance,andthetreesandbushesarefaithfullyrepeatedinsnow——oneveryblacktwigasoft,blurredlineofwhite。Fromtheterraceonelooksdirectlyovertowherethemountainsbreakintheirsharp,familiarlinesagainstthesky。Snowfillsthegorges,hangsinscarfsonthegreatslopes,andonthepeaksthefierysunshineisgatheredupasbyaburning—glass。

  HowardArchieisstandingatthewindowofhisprivateroomintheofficesoftheSanFelipeMiningCompany,onthesixthflooroftheRatonBuilding,lookingoffatthemountaingloriesofhisStatewhilehegivesdictationtohissecretary。Heistenyearsolderthanwhenwesawhimlast,andemphaticallytenyearsmoreprosperous。Adecadeofcomingintothingshasnotsomuchagedhimasithasforti—

  fied,smoothed,andassuredhim。Hissandyhairandimperialconcealwhatevergraytheyharbor。Hehasnotgrownheavier,butmoreflexible,andhismassiveshoulderscarryfiftyyearsandthecontrolofhisgreatmininginter—

  estsmorelightlythantheycarriedfortyyearsandacoun—

  trypractice。Inshort,heisoneofthefriendstowhomwefeelgratefulforhavinggotonintheworld,forhelpingto

  keepupthegeneraltemperatureandourownconfidenceinlife。Heisanacquaintancethatonewouldhurrytoover—

  takeandgreetamongahundred。Inhiswarmhandshakeandgeneroussmilethereisthestimulatingcordialityofgoodfellowscomeintogoodfortuneandeagertopassiton;

  somethingthatmakesonethinkbetterofthelotteryoflifeandresolvetotryagain。

  WhenArchiehadfinishedhismorningmail,heturnedawayfromthewindowandfacedhissecretary。\"Didany—

  thingcomeupyesterdayafternoonwhileIwasaway,T。B。?\"

  ThomasBurkturnedovertheleafofhiscalendar。

  \"GovernorAldensentdowntosaythathewantedtoseeyoubeforehesendshislettertotheBoardofPardons。

  AskedifyoucouldgoovertotheStateHousethismorn—

  ing。\"

  Archieshruggedhisshoulders。\"I’llthinkaboutit。\"

  Theyoungmangrinned。

  \"Anythingelse?\"hischiefcontinued。

  T。B。swungroundinhischairwithalookofinterestonhisshrewd,clean—shavenface。\"OldJasperFlightwasin,Dr。Archie。Ineverexpectedtoseehimaliveagain。Seemshe’stuckedawayforthewinterwithasisterwho’sahousekeeperattheOxford。He’sallcrippledupwithrheumatism,butasfierceafteritasever。Wantstoknowifyouorthecompanywon’tgrub—stakehimagain。Sayshe’ssureofitthistime;hadlocatedsomethingwhenthesnowshutdownonhiminDecember。Hewantstocrawloutatthefirstbreakintheweather,withthatsameoldburrowiththesplitear。Hegotsomebodytowinterthebeastforhim。He’ssuperstitiousaboutthatburro,too;

  thinksit’sdivinelyguided。Yououghttohearthelineoftalkheputuphereyesterday;saidwhenherodeinhiscarriage,thatburrowasa—goingtoridealongwithhim。\"

  Archielaughed。\"Didheleaveyouhisaddress?\"

  \"Hedidn’tneglectanything,\"repliedtheclerkcynically。

  \"Well,sendhimalineandtellhimtocomeinagain。I

  liketohearhim。OfallthecrazyprospectorsI’veeverknown,he’sthemostinteresting,becausehe’sreallycrazy。

  It’sareligiousconvictionwithhim,andwithmostof’emit’sagamblingfeverorpurevagrancy。ButJasperFlightbelievesthattheAlmightykeepsthesecretofthesilverdepositsinthesehills,andgivesitawaytothedeserving。

  He’sadownrightnoblefigure。OfcourseI’llstakehim!

  Aslongashecancrawloutinthespring。Heandthatburroareasighttogether。ThebeastisnearlyaswhiteasJasper;mustbetwentyyearsold。\"

  \"Ifyoustakehimthistime,youwon’thavetoagain,\"

  saidT。B。knowingly。\"He’llcroakupthere,markmyword。Sayshenevertiestheburroatnightnow,forfearhemightbecalledsudden,andthebeastwouldstarve。Iguessthatanimalcouldeatalariatrope,allright,andenjoyit。\"

  \"Iguessifweknewthethingsthosetwohaveeaten,andhaven’teaten,intheirtime,T。B。,itwouldmakeusvege—

  tarians。\"Thedoctorsatdownandlookedthoughtful。

  \"That’sthewayfortheoldmantogo。Itwouldbeprettyhardluckifhehadtodieinahospital。Iwishhecouldturnupsomethingbeforehecashesin。Buthiskindseldomdo;they’rebewitched。Still,therewasStratton。I’vebeenmeetingJasperFlight,andhissidemeatandtinpans,upinthemountainsforyears,andI’dmisshim。Ialwayshalfwaybelievethefairytaleshespinsme。OldJasperFlight,\"Archiemurmured,asifhelikedthenameorthepictureitcalledup。

  AclerkcameinfromtheouterofficeandhandedArchieacard。Hesprangupandexclaimed,\"Mr。Ottenburg?

  Bringhimin。\"

  FredOttenburgentered,cladinalong,fur—linedcoat,holdingachecked—clothhatinhishand,hischeeksandeyesbrightwiththeoutdoorcold。ThetwomenmetbeforeArchie’sdeskandtheirhandclaspwaslongerthanfriend—

  shippromptsexceptinregionswherethebloodwarmsand

  quickenstomeetthedrycold。Underthegeneralkeying—

  upofthealtitude,mannerstakeonaheartiness,avivacity,thatisoneexpressionofthehalf—unconsciousexcitementwhichColoradopeoplemisswhentheydropintolowerstrataofair。Theheart,wearetold,wearsoutearlyinthathighatmosphere,butwhileitpumpsitsendsoutnosluggishstream。Ourtwofriendsstoodgrippingeachotherbythehandandsmiling。

  \"Whendidyougetin,Fred?Andwhathaveyoucomefor?\"Archiegavehimaquizzicalglance。

  \"I’vecometofindoutwhatyouthinkyou’redoingouthere,\"theyoungermandeclaredemphatically。\"Iwanttogetnext,Ido。Whencanyouseeme?\"

  \"Anythingonto—night?Thensupposeyoudinewithme。WherecanIpickyouupatfive—thirty?\"

  \"Bixby’soffice,generalfreightagentoftheBurlington。\"

  Ottenburgbegantobuttonhisovercoatanddrewonhisgloves。\"I’vegottohaveoneshotatyoubeforeIgo,Archie。Didn’tItellyouPinkyAldenwasacheapsquirt?\"

  Alden’sbackerlaughedandshookhishead。\"Oh,he’sworsethanthat,Fred。Itisn’tpolitetomentionwhatheis,outsideoftheArabianNights。Iguessedyou’dcometorubitintome。\"

  Ottenburgpaused,hishandonthedoorknob,hishighcolorchallengingthedoctor’scalm。\"I’mdisgustedwithyou,Archie,fortrainingwithsuchapup。Amanofyourexperience!\"

  \"Well,he’sbeenanexperience,\"Archiemuttered。\"I’mnotcoyaboutadmittingit,amI?\"

  Ottenburgflungopenthedoor。\"Smallcredittoyou。

  Eventhewomenareoutforcapitalandcorruption,Ihear。

  YourGovernor’sdonemorefortheUnitedBreweriesinsixmonthsthanI’vebeenabletodoinsixyears。He’sthelily—liveredsortwe’relookingfor。Good—morning。\"

  Thatafternoonatfiveo’clockDr。ArchieemergedfromtheStateHouseafterhistalkwithGovernorAlden,and

  crossedtheterraceunderasaffronsky。Thesnow,beatenhard,wasblueinthedusk;adayofblindingsunlighthadnotevenstartedathaw。Thelightsofthecitytwinkledpalebelowhiminthequiveringvioletair,andthedomeoftheStateHousebehindhimwasstillredwiththelightfromthewest。Beforehegotintohiscar,thedoctorpausedtolookabouthimatthesceneofwhichhenevertired。

  ArchielivedinhisownhouseonColfaxAvenue,wherehehadroomygroundsandarosegardenandaconserva—

  tory。HishousekeepingwasdonebythreeJapaneseboys,devotedandresourceful,whowereabletomanageArchie’sdinnerparties,toseethathekepthisengagements,andtomakevisitorswhostayedatthehousesocomfortablethattheywerealwaysloathtogoaway。

  Archiehadneverknownwhatcomfortwasuntilhebecameawidower,thoughwithcharacteristicdelicacy,ordishonesty,heinsisteduponaccreditinghispeaceofmindtotheSanFelipe,toTime,toanythingbuthisreleasefromMrs。Archie。

  Mrs。ArchiediedjustbeforeherhusbandleftMoonstoneandcametoDenvertolive,sixyearsago。Thepoorwo—

  man’sfightagainstdustwasherundoingatlast。Onesummerdaywhenshewasrubbingtheparlorupholsterywithgasoline,——thedoctorhadoftenforbiddenhertouseitonanyaccount,sothatwasoneofthepleasuressheseizeduponinhisabsence,——anexplosionoccurred。No—

  bodyeverknewexactlyhowithappened,forMrs。Archiewasdeadwhentheneighborsrushedintosaveherfromtheburninghouse。Shemusthaveinhaledtheburninggasanddiedinstantly。

  Moonstoneseverityrelentedtowardhersomewhatafterherdeath。ButevenwhileheroldcroniesatMrs。Smiley’smillinerystoresaidthatitwasaterriblething,theyaddedthatnothingbutapowerfulexplosiveCOULDhavekilledMrs。Archie,andthatitwasonlyrightthedoctorshouldhaveachance。

  Archie’spastwasliterallydestroyedwhenhiswifedied。

  Thehouseburnedtotheground,andallthosematerialreminderswhichhavesuchpoweroverpeopledisappearedinanhour。HismininginterestsnowtookhimtoDenversooftenthatitseemedbettertomakehisheadquartersthere。HegaveuphispracticeandleftMoonstoneforgood。Sixmonthsafterward,whileDr。ArchiewaslivingattheBrownPalaceHotel,theSanFelipeminebegantogiveupthatsilverhoardwhicholdCaptainHarrishadalwaysaccuseditofconcealing,andSanFelipeheadedthelistofminingquotationsineverydailypaper,EastandWest。InafewyearsDr。Archiewasaveryrichman。

  Hisminewassuchanimportantiteminthemineralout—

  putoftheState,andArchiehadahandinsomanyofthenewindustriesofColoradoandNewMexico,thathispoli—

  ticalinfluencewasconsiderable。Hehadthrownitall,twoyearsago,tothenewreformparty,andhadbroughtabouttheelectionofagovernorofwhoseconducthewasnowheartilyashamed。HisfriendsbelievedthatArchiehimselfhadambitiouspoliticalplans。

  II

  WHENOttenburgandhishostreachedthehouseonColfaxAvenue,theywentdirectlytothelibrary,alongdoubleroomonthesecondfloorwhichArchiehadarrangedexactlytohisowntaste。Itwasfullofbooksandmountedspecimensofwildgame,withabigwriting—tableateitherend,stiff,old—fashionedengravings,heavyhang—

  ingsanddeepupholstery。

  WhenoneoftheJapaneseboysbroughtthecocktails,Fredturnedfromthefinespecimenofpeccorayhehadbeenexaminingandsaid,\"Amanisanowltoliveinsuchaplacealone,Archie。Whydon’tyoumarry?Asforme,justbecauseIcan’tmarry,Ifindtheworldfullofcharm—

  ing,unattachedwomen,anyoneofwhomIcouldfitupahouseforwithalacrity。\"

  \"You’remoreknowingthanI。\"Archiespokepolitely。

  \"I’mnotverywideawakeaboutwomen。I’dbelikelytopickoutoneoftheuncomfortableones——andthereareafewofthem,youknow。\"Hedrankhiscocktailandrubbedhishandstogetherinafriendlyway。\"Myfriendsherehavecharmingwives,andtheydon’tgivemeachancetogetlonely。Theyareverykindtome,andIhaveagreatmanypleasantfriendships。\"

  Fredputdownhisglass。\"Yes,I’vealwaysnoticedthatwomenhaveconfidenceinyou。Youhavethedoctor’swayofgettingnext。Andyouenjoythatkindofthing?\"

  \"Thefriendshipofattractivewomen?Oh,dear,yes!

  Idependuponitagreatdeal。\"

  Thebutlerannounceddinner,andthetwomenwentdownstairstothedining—room。Dr。Archie’sdinnerswerealwaysgoodandwellserved,andhiswineswereexcellent。

  \"IsawtheFuelandIronpeopleto—day,\"Ottenburgsaid,

  lookingupfromhissoup。\"Theirheartisintherightplace。

  Ican’tseewhyinthemischiefyouevergotmixedupwiththatreformgang,Archie。You’vegotnothingtoreformouthere。ThesituationhasalwaysbeenassimpleastwoandtwoinColorado;mostlyamatterofafriendlyunder—

  standing。\"

  \"Well,\"——Archiespoketolerantly,——\"someoftheyoungfellowsseemedtohavered—hotconvictions,andI

  thoughtitwasbettertoletthemtrytheirideasout。\"

  Ottenburgshruggedhisshoulders。\"Afewdullyoungmenwhohaven’tabilityenoughtoplaytheoldgametheoldway,sotheywanttoputonanewgamewhichdoesn’ttakesomuchbrainsandgivesawaymoreadvertisingthat’swhatyouranti—saloonleagueandvicecommissionamountsto。Theyprovidenotorietyforthefellowswhocan’tdistinguishthemselvesatrunningabusinessorprac—

  ticinglawordevelopinganindustry。Hereyouhaveamediocrelawyerwithnobrainsandnopractice,tryingtogetalook—inonsomething。Hecomesupwiththenovelpropositionthattheprostitutehasahardtimeofit,putshispictureinthepaper,andthefirstthingyouknow,he’sacelebrity。Hegetstherake—offandshe’sjustwhereshewasbefore。Howcouldyoufallforamouse—traplikePinkAlden,Archie?\"

  Dr。Archielaughedashebegantocarve。\"Pinkseemstogetunderyourskin。He’snotworthtalkingabout。

  He’sgonehislimit。Peoplewon’treadabouthisblame—

  lesslifeanymore。Iknewthoseinterviewshegaveoutwouldcookhim。Theywerealastresort。Icouldhavestoppedhim,butbythattimeI’dcometotheconclusionthatI’dletthereformersdown。I’mnotagainstageneralshaking—up,butthetroublewithPinky’scrowdistheynevergetbeyondageneralwriting—up。Wegavethemachancetodosomething,andtheyjustkeptonwritingabouteachotherandwhattemptationstheyhadover—

  come。\"

  WhileArchieandhisfriendwerebusywithColoradopolitics,theimpeccableJapaneseattendedswiftlyandintelligentlytohisduties,andthedinner,asOttenburgatlastremarked,wasworthyofmoreprofitableconversation。

  \"Soitis,\"thedoctoradmitted。\"Well,we’llgoup—

  stairsforourcoffeeandcutthisout。Bringupsomecognacandarak,Tai,\"headdedasherosefromthetable。

  Theystoppedtoexamineamoose’sheadonthestair—

  way,andwhentheyreachedthelibrarythepinelogsinthefireplacehadbeenlighted,andthecoffeewasbubblingbeforethehearth。Taiplacedtwochairsbeforethefireandbroughtatrayofcigarettes。

  \"Bringthecigarsinmylowerdeskdrawer,boy,\"thedoctordirected。\"Toomuchlightinhere,isn’tthere,Fred?Lightthelampthereonmydesk,Tai。\"HeturnedofftheelectricglareandsettledhimselfdeepintothechairoppositeOttenburg’s。

  \"Togobacktoourconversation,doctor,\"Fredbeganwhilehewaitedforthefirststeamtoblowoffhiscoffee;

  \"whydon’tyoumakeupyourmindtogotoWashington?

  There’dbenofightmadeagainstyou。Ineedn’tsaytheUnitedBrewerieswouldbackyou。There’dbesomeKUDOS

  comingtous,too;backingareformcandidate。\"

  Dr。Archiemeasuredhislengthinhischairandthrusthislargebootstowardthecracklingpitch—pine。Hedrankhiscoffeeandlitabigblackcigarwhilehisguestlookedovertheassortmentofcigarettesonthetray。\"Yousaywhydon’tI,\"thedoctorspokewiththedeliberationofamaninthepositionofhavingseveralcoursestochoosefrom,\"but,ontheotherhand,whyshouldI?\"Hepuffedawayandseemed,throughhishalf—closedeyes,tolookdownseverallongroadswiththeintentionofluxuriouslyrejectingallofthemandremainingwherehewas。\"I’msickofpolitics。I’mdisillusionedaboutservingmycrowd,andIdon’tparticularlywanttoserveyours。NothinginitthatIparticularlywant;andaman’snoteffectiveinpoli—

  ticsunlesshewantssomethingforhimself,andwantsithard。Icanreachmyendsbystraighterroads。Thereareplentyofthingstokeepmebusy。Wehaven’tbeguntodevelopourresourcesinthisState;wehaven’thadalookinonthemyet。That’stheonlythingthatisn’tfake——

  makingmenandmachinesgo,andactuallyturningoutaproduct。\"

  ThedoctorpouredhimselfsomewhitecordialandlookedoverthelittleglassintothefirewithanexpressionwhichledOttenburgtobelievethathewasgettingatsomethinginhisownmind。Fredlitacigaretteandlethisfriendgropeforhisidea。

  \"Myboys,here,\"Archiewenton,\"havegotmeratherinterestedinJapan。ThinkI’llgooutthereinthespring,andcomebacktheotherway,throughSiberia。I’vealwayswantedtogotoRussia。\"Hiseyesstillhuntedforsome—

  thinginhisbigfireplace。Withaslowturnofhisheadhebroughtthembacktohisguestandfixedthemuponhim。

  \"Justnow,I’mthinkingofrunningontoNewYorkforafewweeks,\"heendedabruptly。

  Ottenburgliftedhischin。\"Ah!\"heexclaimed,asifhebegantoseeArchie’sdrift。\"ShallyouseeThea?\"

  \"Yes。\"Thedoctorreplenishedhiscordialglass。\"Infact,IsuspectIamgoingexactlyTOseeher。I’mgettingstaleonthingshere,Fred。Bestpeopleintheworldandalwaysdoingthingsforme。I’mfondofthem,too,butI’vebeenwiththemtoomuch。I’mgettingill—tempered,andthefirstthingIknowI’llbehurtingpeople’sfeelings。

  IsnappedMrs。DandridgeupoverthetelephonethisafternoonwhensheaskedmetogoouttoColoradoSpringsonSundaytomeetsomeEnglishpeoplewhoarestayingattheAntlers。Veryniceofhertowantme,andIwasassourasifshe’dbeentryingtoworkmeforsomething。

  I’vegottogetoutforawhile,tosavemyreputation。\"

  TothisexplanationOttenburghadnotpaidmuchatten—

  tion。Heseemedtobelookingatafixedpoint:theyellow

  glasseyesofafinewildcatoveroneofthebookcases。

  \"You’veneverheardheratall,haveyou?\"heaskedreflectively。\"Curious,whenthisishersecondseasoninNewYork。\"

  \"IwasgoingonlastMarch。Hadeverythingarranged。

  AndthenoldCapHarristhoughthecoulddrivehiscarandmethroughalamp—postandIwaslaidupwithacom—

  poundfracturefortwomonths。SoIdidn’tgettoseeThea。\"

  Ottenburgstudiedtheredendofhiscigaretteattentively。

  \"Shemighthavecomeouttoseeyou。Irememberyoucoveredthedistancelikeastreakwhenshewantedyou。\"

  Archiemoveduneasily。\"Oh,shecouldn’tdothat。ShehadtogetbacktoViennatoworkonsomenewpartsforthisyear。ShesailedtwodaysaftertheNewYorkseasonclosed。\"

  \"Well,thenshecouldn’t,ofcourse。\"Fredsmokedhiscigarettecloseandtossedtheendintothefire。\"I’mtre—

  mendouslygladyou’regoingnow。Ifyou’restale,she’lljackyouup。That’soneofherspecialties。ShegotariseoutofmelastDecemberthatlastedmeallwinter。\"

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